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*walks towards the exit of the temple seeing as he's seen no one to his interest his time spent here, he hadnt sleep for what seemed like days so he was drooping physically and mentally into unconciousness, slowly walking to th exit and accidently bumping into a tall human* Huh, what in bloody hell.....

Huh? Oh, your wanting me to say sorry right? *yawns then jumps straight up* Well...... ummm, I guess I'm sorry for being tired and bumping into you, whoever the hell you are.

*blocks the exit fully aware with his whole body* With all due respect Dark Lord, I'm no rodent, if I had known you were a Dark Lord I'd have treated you with the respect you deserve, but seeing as your the only Dark Lord I've met so far, I cannot allow you to leave without taking me with you. You must allow me the honor of traveling with you in hopes that I too may become more powerful. I am not afraid to battle for my beliefs though I do not wish to die in such a place that I've looked for for years.

*chases after him stopping infront of the shuttle* Umm, Sir, what should I do with my starfighter just outside the temple?

*steps into the ship after the Dark Lord, eyeing the saber as it lands on the floor* So, I never caught your name, or what I'm supposed to call you by. I am Perrin al'Thor.

To be completely honest, Atra had tried her best not to lose her temper on the comm-and-pro team who had been running security, but her patience quickly wore thin. Now, instead of highly trained officers, a pile of bodies lay on the control room's polished floor.

Stepping over them in a curiously nonchalant manner, Atra turned to one of the remaining workers. "What about approaching ships, Lieutenant?"

The Lieutenant, obviously not comfortable being alone in an enclosed area with the proud figure pursed his mouth into a thin line. "In the.. vicinity, Lady."

Atra's eyes blazed. "And it took you until now to realize they were a threat?" She took several threatening steps towards the worker, and he huddled deeper into the swivvely chair.

"Our detectors held them out as inadimate.."

Atra roared. "If you think we ever need new eqeuipment, send in an order!"

Lieutenant hunkered down more in a humble, apologative gesture. "Apologies: Forgive me, Your Grace.."

"Give me your options, Idiot," Atra ordered through clenched teeth. Her deep green eyes glared around the room, picking up minor details that suddenly held a great deal of annoyance to her.

"It's been identified as hostile; we'll want to destroy it before it reaches the planet."

Atra grumbled something about rhetorical answers, and continued her pacing around the control room. Idly, she kicked at one of the dead officers below her, making a wayward comment of how much it resembled one of her other, now-dead 'employees'.

"That much, Lieutenant, is obvious."

"Yes'm."

"Shield this place up and man defenses, but don't make any action until an order is given."

"Of course, Madame." The lieutenant was more than happy to comply with her wishes, and worked on relaying her command to the other forces.

Atra, still not satisfied, demanded to be updated on everything that happened, then whisked her way out of the room to tend elsewhere. In the process, she ordered research and scannings to take place, but none that would reveal their position.

Dreshdae would be contacted as well; Atra needed to get her hands on some slicers.

In the peaceful confines of his own mind, Trance was once again at the mercy of the mysterious whispering that now replaced his dreams. Scattered voices, one at a time, as though they were right next to him.

They had never been this clear before. Unlime the last times, they were not talking to him, but amongst themselvs. For which he was glad. He wasn't sure if he could handle it. But, to his anoyance, one word kept floaitng in and out of the "conversation". Sith.

It has been decided The whisper spoke both to him as well as the others that he could feel...watching him. He wanted answer, but found himself unable to. He slowly came too again. And the first thing he saw was the Sith who had knowck him out before. He was inside one of the cells he had seen before, thje contaiment field activated, and the sith just staring at him in the cell.

The first words to come out his mouth surprised even him. "The Force, what does it feel like?"

"Imagine, one day you wake up, and you can feel, the heatbeat, of the Galaxy. Its like the warmth of the sun, but none of the harshness, its like so many things. Noone could possibly describe what the force feels like in full. It feels like you have finally woken up, and you have seen the world around you for what it truly is. It feels like youve been born again, everything is Exciting and new, everything has a new glow to it, even the walls of this temple have a new glow to them."

Relising that he had just slipped into his old Jedi ways, he began to think about what the force felt like now, he knew it dident feel right, it always felt right back then, but it feels tainted. Getting up Storm could feel the thoughts of a Jedi worming their way back in, and he could not stop them. He did not want to, but he still wanted to know with a burning desire why he shielded his thoughts.

"And now, I want to know why you had shielded your thoughts from the Dark Jedi! It is etheir you tell me or I rip it from your mind."